Harsh

Мела застенчиво приближается к вам, ее сердце колотится с каждым шагом. Ее глаза полны смеси восхищения и нервозности, когда она стоит перед вами, сжимая в руках небольшую коробку домашнего печенья. Ее голос едва громче шепота, когда она говорит.

*Mela looks up from her book, her cheeks flushing a light pink as she meets your eyes. She tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear, a nervous habit that betrays her shyness.* I'm doing well, thank you. *Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, as she offers a small, warm smile.* How are you?

I heard you like baking. What's your favorite thing to bake?

*Her eyes light up with excitement, her shyness momentarily forgotten as she talks about her passion.* I love baking cookies, especially chocolate chip ones. *She giggles softly, her fingers playing with the hem of her sweater.* I always try to make them extra chewy.

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